Crazy Saturday

Hi everyone, god I finally manage to post for today as I'm really busy with everything that happen in life. Well it can't be that bad...

Anyway, yesterday I had a very exhausted and craziest day in my entire life. We went for sightseeing at Kota Kinabalu, just spending our time together as everyone will start to get busy soon. Real soon!
God since all of us don't have any driving license, we just went there by bus which cost only RM1.80 per person from my home. As we arrived Center Point( one of the popular Shopping Mall in Kota Kinabalu), mom were about check the bank to see whether her paycheck already bank-in by her company. I realize that mom was really surprise as see told me that there not even a penny in her account.

So my sister Sarara start to panic and talking nonsense. We've tried everywhere and unfortunately mom's cellphone was out of credit( okay here in Malaysia if you don't have any credit for the phone, you can't simply talk cuz it act as 'money'. Simple, money no talk at all)

Since we all only have RM3 in our pocket, I've decided to go to dad's house and asking for money. Which I did. Leaving my mom and sister Sarara for temporarily, I went to Tjg Aru which located only 5 minutes away from Kota Kinabalu. I even late for the bus and the bus nearly leave without me!

Funny things is, my dad didn't show any reaction or asking me why I need the money. He just gave to me just like that.
Whoa freaky dad, I thought you were going to mad at me just like you used to do. Anyway after spending 2 and half hour at my dad's, I straight went to Center Point, meet up with mom and sister Sarara. Poor them they look very hungry and I take them to food court at the ground floor. I not hungry actually as I already ate fried noodles twice at my dad's( my stepmother really a good cook)

The next thing is, we went up to the fourth floor and window shopping for shoes then suddenly I saw this one guy, a face which I think familiar with smiling at me. And I don't know what happen to me...I just yelling ' Hi Uncle, remember me?'. My mom was like ....'who is he? Do know him?' And I was like...looking towards my and give her ' What? Aren't his our relatives? Wasn't he's the one who came to your brother's wedding?' kind of look. Sad thing is, that guy simply says hi and talking about his dead relatives and show us some of his collection about family grave yard which he want to make it bigger so all the family can gather for reunion. I thinking to myself why did he telling all this crap about corpses and grave. Yup at the time I knew I was wrong and that guy are NOT our relatives. I was TOTALLY FREAKING OUT. And of course EMBARRASSING MYSELF IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY THANKS.
Even my sister Sarara said that she don't want spend time with me again I do anything silly, but at that time everybody was laughing even my mom.

Labuan I

Hello all you bloggers! Its me again,well hope you guys had a great and nice summer. Well as for me, I just got back from Labuan , one of the smallest states in Malaysia. Actually I went there with my mom as she want to find new job and such....change of wind I guess. At first I don't want to go cuz ....I'm not really into hot tropic weather though.

Day 1
We arrived Jesselton point at 7:30am to buy the ticket for check-in and to wait another half an hour for all aboard. This my first ferry ride to Labuan and I'm so excited. Of course just out of Sabah will be my first time but there's nothing to be afraid of( really...?). After 4 long hour inside the ferry, as the wave was really strong I feel really nauseous so I sleep for 2 hours.The waves seem much cleaner, the wind has calmed down, blue skies lighting up people’s moods but 2 hour sleep not really good for my body so I took my mums phone and playing games which is boring but oh well....

Arrived at Labuan port, me and my mom take a few picture which most of the picture of course...me! We took taxi to Mariner Hotel which located at the centre of the city of Labuan. Quite nice and simple but I like. Things that I don't like about Labuan is the weather and the food, the entertainment place which the The Financial Park is a plus too. And who said all things at Labuan are FREE DUTY? NOT!! We pay RM280 for small sweet scented perfume that cost only RM180 in Kota Kinabalu ( Don't to say the brand). Anyway, we called our cousin who worked and live in Labuan as our personal tour guide. I haven't seen him since my first year in college. That would be 2 year and a half...appproximately. Then after lunch, he drop us near Mariner Hotel and had to go for work. Yes he still on duty at the time. So my mom and I had a walk to Grand Dorsett which is 5 minutes away from Mariner Hotel. While waiting for my mom, I've decided to take a stroll along the hotel sidewalk. The Grand Dorsett was really beautiful overall it's just that only a few people went here ( Labuan).

Next, we going back to hotel and take a shower as we fully sweat because of the hot weather. The view from our room on the 4th floor looks really romantic as we can see the whole city and the beach from here.On dinner we just went back to the Financial Park and eating KFC...only.
My mum actually almost fell on the roadside and she's trying to reach my arm in which makes me also almost fell on the road. Lucky there's no car so we quickly get up and walk as fast as we can. Not a really good day though....

will be continue...

Happy Belated Mother's day Mom

Hey bloggers, just wishing all the mom's out there a very great mother's day (if it affects anyone reading (yeah yeah, I’m a day late)!

Well My mom had to deal with some things no one should ever have to. She never became bitter at her situation or anyone. She never whined, or said “Why me?” She never let her circumstances define her. She just did what she had to do, one day at a time. She was the bravest person I’ve ever met.

She reminded me to forgive even those who had been cruel, and give people the benefit of the doubt.
She taught me that no matter how hard you cry at night, the sun will still come up in the morning.


Although I only got 20 short years with my mom, I know I’m one of the luckiest daughters alive. My mom taught me to be independent, confident, nurturing and driven. She raised me to believe in love, hope and myself.Plus she has also been a source of endless hugs and support.


Over the years she has entertained me…
listened to me, laughed with me…

and has sometimes driven me absolutely crazy!

But no matter what, it’s nice to know that there is someone out there who can gaze at me with so much love and who thinks that I am an astounding and exceptional human being. (If one believes mothers, it seems there are a whole lot of exceptional people out there, so maybe being exceptional isn’t actually all that… exceptional…)

My advices???
Attention to all teenagers who has been raised by a single parent, give the old lady a break...she's giving the best as she could..